We ended up inviting a couple of friends each for both Audrey and Ben. It just happened. It could have been really insane of us but as it turned out, it was great. Our pre-game was giving our Super Bowl picks.

Then the National Anthem. Oh, Kelly Clarkson, thank you for your lovely National Anthem. The drummers, the children’s choir, being modestly dressed, getting all the lyrics right. Very, very nice. I cheered at the end and I was in our basement!!

Let’s get ready for some football!!! Load up the plate, it’s kickoff!

So let me tell, you. The attention span of our crowd lasted until their plate was empty and then it was make-up, wrestling, balloon bopping. Oh, yeah, they sort of paid attention during the game, boys more so than girls. Then they’d holler to the girls when it was the commercials, who’d then popped their heads out to catch it.

When halftime rolled around, we shut off the tv. That’s right. We shut it clean off. Have you ever seen a Super Bowl halftime performance that was good, let alone appropriate for viewing? Us, neither. So before our basement exploded, we made the boys run laps outside around the house. That’s right. Outside. Laps.

Somehow the girls got out of laps but we diverted some energy by watching Elmo singing “I’m Elmo and I Know It”. It’s Elmo’s take on a halftime performer’s song. We also were commercial editors. That’s right. We changed the channel several times. Yup.

At the end of the game, we had one obvious winner.Our prize, well, nothing. I’m not sure she really cared. She was wearing a Bears jersey.

Also at the end of the game, my kitchen was a WRECK!! Yikes! I didn’t capture a picture, but just imagine it, ok? (Homemade pretzels are awesome, but messy, ok?) But we had a party and it was SUPER!!

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I write about my family of five and our life. It's a glimpse of insights into my soul, including a flair for the dramatic, fumes of motorcycle exhaust, and hugs and kisses from cousins. This is my story, my desire to know and enjoy God and all that He's given me.